Chapter 1592: Mirror Flower, Water Moon

"Regarding the reply to the Third Ministry of Machine Building..."

Zhang Jing stood at the office door, saw him look over, and shrugged his shoulders with both hands spread.

Li Xuewu knew what he wanted to confirm, stood up and walked to the window, looked at the factory area outside the window and said: "This is a test."

"Of course, I just..." Zhang Jing spoke halfway, saw him turn his head to look at himself, and there was no hesitation in his eyes. He had to purse his lips and nod: "Alright, I'll contact the Group Company now."

Politics is a gamble. Even if you don't see the bottom card, you have to have the confidence to go all-in.

"Secretary-General, Factory Manager Lu from Steel Auto has arrived."

Zhang Enyuan appeared at the door, looked at the back standing by the window, hesitated, but still knocked on the door and reminded: "I'm going to invite him in."

"Factory Manager Lu, please, the leader is waiting for you."

He moved his steps, turned to face Lu Yuanshen, the factory manager of Steel City Automobile Manufacturing Factory, and nodded slightly.

"Thank you, Secretary Zhang." Lu Yuanshen had already heard some situations when he came, so he wasn't very surprised when he felt the oppressive atmosphere in the office.

"This can also be considered a surprise, right?"

Li Xuewu turned around, looked at Lu Yuanshen standing in front of the sofa and said: "The Group actually couldn't spare the time to handle your affairs for a while."

"For me—" Lu Yuanshen pursed his lips and raised his eyebrows: "It doesn't count."

"Heh—" Li Xuewu waved his hand with a light smile and gestured to the chair opposite the desk.

Lu Yuanshen respected him very much, not just superficial work. Li Xuewu's actions in these few years, even as a competitor, had to say he did a good job.

Not to mention for these veterans of the Red Star Factory, Li Xuewu was like a nightmare.

"To tell the truth, how long it will take for your transfer order to be implemented, I don't know either."

Li Xuewu walked behind the desk and sat down, looking at the other party who sat down and said: "The order I can give you is to earnestly fulfill your daily obligations."

"Of course, this is my responsibility." Lu Yuanshen nodded and raised his eyebrows to ask: "However, in terms of work..."

He hesitated for a while, saw Li Xuewu looking at him, and then continued to ask: "I'm not sure if I need to prepare for a more future direction."

"Want to hear my advice to you?"

Li Xuewu narrowed his eyes slightly and looked directly at him: "Work as if you have never known about the transfer, always full of passion and fighting spirit."

"Hmm—" Lu Yuanshen looked at him suspiciously, pondered for a while and said: "I'll try my best."

"No, not try your best, but must."

Li Xuewu reached out and picked up the teacup to emphasize: "No one knows how long the Group needs to handle these troubles. You should know what troubles I'm talking about."

He took a sip of hot tea, saw the other party nod, and continued: "And no one knows if more new troubles will appear during this period."

"I know, this is unfair to you."

Li Xuewu put down the teacup in his hand, glanced at him, and said indifferently: "Even I don't like the feeling of being hung up like this."

"But there is no way, comrade, this is work." He tilted his head, raised his eyebrows and looked at him to emphasize: "Similarly, this is also the most sincere advice I can give you as the leader of the Group's Liaodong Industrial Leadership Group."

"Thank you." Lu Yuanshen pursed his lips and looked at him, then nodded and said: "Thank you."

"Let's talk about a relaxed topic."

Li Xuewu crossed his hands in front of his chest and asked in a relatively gentle tone: "Is Steel Auto's production capacity still keeping up? I mean in the case of increased car export quotas."

"This topic is not relaxed at all."

Lu Yuanshen used a small joke to ease the serious atmosphere just now, picked up the teacup Zhang Enyuan had just placed in front of him and took a sip, reporting: "If it is really as you said, from now until the end of the year, I might not be able to take a single day off."

The subtext of this sentence was that his transfer order wouldn't come down until the end of the year, and he would follow Li Xuewu's requirements to be prepared to work all the time.

"You're making me a bit embarrassed."

Li Xuewu leaned back in his chair with a smile, looking at him and saying: "Should I be happy?"

"Of course, I am also proud." Lu Yuanshen said in a slightly deep tone: "Steel Auto is like my child. I am incomparably gratified and proud to watch its every growth and progress."

"Of course, you should be proud."

Li Xuewu nodded slightly, moved his gaze away and asked: "How is the progress of the Tantou car?"

"If there are no accidents, it can go online for production in August. This is the latest forecast."

Lu Yuanshen straightened his body and reported seriously: "The Design Department is making final adjustments."

"Hmm." Li Xuewu was quite satisfied with the progress of this project. He flipped his left hand and asked: "How many sets of modules have been prepared?"

"The project team has done as much environmental simulation as possible, but in my opinion, it is still a bit unrealistic."

Lu Yuanshen pursed his lips and paused, carefully deliberating his wording before continuing: "Although they prepared 12 sets, in my opinion, how to use them, whether they can be used, or how many to use still depends on actual combat."

"Of course, you are the professional."

He raised his hand to gesture in Li Xuewu's direction, raised his eyebrows and said: "I just think so."

Li Xuewu listened to his opinion, shook his head slightly, and only after he finished speaking did he say: "Five years have passed since the war I experienced."

He raised his eyebrows and asked: "Do you know what this means?"

Lu Yuanshen shook his head, but he was convinced that he could hear an answer that convinced him from Li Xuewu.

"Times change, technology progresses, the world is changing. My experiences are not enough to define the future, or even the war that is about to happen."

Li Xuewu spread his hands and gestured: "So on the subject of preventing war, we must be prepared to win this war at any time."

"Advance quantity, have forward-looking thinking."

He raised his hand and tapped his temple lightly to emphasize: "It is not important how many module schemes the Research Institute provides; what is important is to cover today, or the war that will happen tomorrow, as much as possible."

"I should be able to understand what you mean."

Lu Yuanshen pondered for a while and replied: "I will communicate with the project team later and create a wider range of experimental conditions as much as possible."

"You are the professional in this regard."

Li Xuewu smiled and raised his finger to point at him, giving him a positive signal.

Lu Yuanshen easily received this kind signal, and there was a bit more smile on his face.

He always makes people feel terrified, but also makes people admire and offer loyalty, doesn't he?

"Are you sure we need this car?"

Li Xuewu heard Zhang Enyuan report that Steel Auto sent two new cars and asked him to take time to see them.

He wouldn't run up and down for two new cars, so he would just go see them when he got off work on time.

This Saturday afternoon, after the bell rang, there was a piece of melodious red music.

The bell for going to work and getting off work was the same, but the music before going to work and after getting off work was different.

Before eight o'clock, the broadcast station would play relatively passionate music for about half an hour, such as "Unity is Strength," etc. The music at night was relatively soothing, because workers knew they were going to get off work and go home without music urging them, and they still had to cook and eat.

Electricity costs money. Taking advantage of the time before dark to finish the step of eating meant no need to turn on the lights.

However, the nine-to-five working hours usually refer to the administrative work schedule. If production units follow a three-shift system, there is another set of time standards.

The early shift usually starts at 7 or 8 in the morning and ends at 3 or 4 in the afternoon.

Whether it starts at 7 or 8 depends on whether it is winter or summer. Summer is earlier, winter is later, and the working hours are fixed.

The middle shift generally starts at 3 or 4 in the afternoon and ends at 11 or 12 at night.

The night shift starts at 11 or 12 at night and ends at 7 or 8 the next morning.

Several factory areas such as Steel Auto, Steel Electric, Steel Tie, and Steel Metallurgy all implement it according to the three-shift system.

The work schedule of the administrative staff is unified, and almost all factory area administrative staff are the same.

Li Xuewu came down from upstairs, and it was already past the time to get off work. If it weren't for seeing those two cars, he might have come down later.

"Secretary-General, new cars have arrived."

Zhou Peilan saw him standing on the brick ground at the door and greeted him with a smile.

Li Xuewu looked back at her, nodded with a smile and asked: "Going to live in a world for two again?"

"Can it be a world for three?"

Having been teased many times, she also lost her shy look and joked generously.

Wang Min, who had come down early and was squatting by the car watching the fun, teased her: "That's not necessarily true. If there is a child, isn't it a world for three!"

"Hahaha—" They were all young people, could afford to joke, and laughed very loudly.

Zhou Peilan glared at him angrily and scolded: "Pah—a dog's mouth can't spit out ivory!"

"Exactly, she is still a girl."

Li Muqin deliberately reminded him: "How can you make this kind of joke, how shameful."

"Hey! You didn't laugh just now?" Wang Min glared at him, turned to look at Zhou Peilan and explained deliberately: "I'm not shaming you, this is wishing you an early marriage and an early son."

"Go away—" Zhou Peilan saw that he was getting more and more shameful, said goodbye to leader Li Xuewu, and walked quickly toward the bicycle shed.

"Hahaha—" The laughter behind her was more enthusiastic, and one could hear them discussing them.

Zhou Peilan and Zhou Linghua in the office talked about boyfriends and girlfriends, which didn't hide from others.

Plus Wang Min, who liked to watch the fun, had long ago publicized them to everyone.

Li Xuewu watched the fun of the young people, just wanted to sigh that it was good to be young, but found that some of them were even a year or two older than himself.

Look at this, he was still a young man.

"Leader, is this a cruiser?"

Wang Min looked at him jokingly and said: "It looks so good, it makes my eyes greedy, I want to learn to drive now and be your driver."

"A university student wants to be my driver?"

Li Xuewu glanced at him with amusement and said: "People wouldn't say I'm wasting natural resources."

"I don't care—" Wang Min sat up, opened the car door and touched the interior, and asked with emotion: "Is this the most luxurious model among our Steel Auto factory's quasi-mass-produced models?"

"Is this seat leather?" He exclaimed: "It feels so comfortable—"

"Try sitting on it." Yu Zhe, who was smoking on the side, laughed: "Once you sit on it, you won't be able to get down."

"Are you doing this on purpose—"

Wang Min glanced at him and said: "Deliberately tempting us, even if we sit, we can't drive it away."

"That's not necessarily true." Yu Zhe laughed and instigated them: "Do you have any plans to buy a car?"

"You really dare to say, dare to say we don't even dare to think—" Wang Min said with amusement: "Fifty-six yuan a month, still thinking about buying a car?"

"Don't say this outside."

Zhang Enyuan came out of the building, heard their jokes, pointed at him and said: "Easy to get beaten."

"Hahaha—" Everyone understood and laughed loudly. The atmosphere was very lively.

Fifty-six yuan salary is still too little, how crazy must he be.

This era is not too comfortable for university graduates in terms of salary system and welfare benefits.

In their first year of work, they get a 23rd-grade salary, which is the standard for a 1st-grade clerk.

And for junior high or technical school graduates, the starting point of university graduates is very likely the end of their career. This is the heaven's proud son of this era.

In the first year of internship, they can get a salary of forty-nine yuan and five cents. After becoming a regular employee in the second year, they can be promoted to a clerk and get a 22nd-grade salary, which is fifty-six.

According to normal age, Wang Min and others basically graduate at twenty-one or twenty-two.

In other words, they could earn a salary of fifty-six yuan when they were twenty-two or twenty-three years old.

What did a salary of fifty-six yuan mean?

A jin of meat was seventy-five cents, a jin of flour was thirty-eight cents; even after paying various expenses, the remaining salary was enough for them to live a comfortable life.

A young cadre who was as capable as Zhou Yao and also lucky could earn seventy or eighty yuan a month.

Listening to them say it was pitiful, to say they couldn't afford a car for a while was one thing, but buying a motorcycle after saving for a year or two was not a problem.

So Zhang Enyuan reminded them not to be too arrogant.

Even with Zhang Enyuan's current status, he could only envy these proud sons of heaven.

Why?

Because he was already over thirty, but only one or two levels higher than these young people; envious?

But speaking of proud sons of heaven, among the young people in this courtyard, including the entire group, no one had the qualifications to be arrogant.

Because standing in front of them was the 24-year-old group Secretary-General Li Xuewu, who was like a great mountain, making all the young people afraid to have an arrogant posture.

You know, he was a 24-year-old Secretary-General, not someone who became a Secretary-General at 24.

"Leader, is this a Cruiser?"

Zhang Enyuan carried the bag, looked around carefully, his eyes full of shock, and asked: "Has this been allocated to the car team? It hasn't been mass-produced yet, right."

"A batch was produced experimentally."

Li Xuewu didn't feel it was novel, just stood on the side watching the young people discuss.

Hearing Zhang Enyuan's question, he explained: "It counts as the final test before mass production."

Zhang Enyuan listened to the leader's introduction, his eyebrows raised slightly, remembering the time when Factory Manager Lv of Steel Auto came to see the leader a few days ago; what did this count as today?

The smile on his face became playful.

"Uncle Wu, you're off work."

Banggeng was squatting in the courtyard picking bok choy; hearing the sound of the car, he turned his head and saw him return.

Li Xuewu nodded, glanced at the vegetable plot, and asked: "Is it enough to eat? It's too small, right."

"It's not small." Banggeng held up the handful in his hand and signaled: "It's just right for dipping in sauce."

"See if the water radishes are big enough."

Li Xuewu walked toward the foyer while pointing to another vegetable plot; early vegetables were the most succulent.

"I heard it was your movement." Yu Li looked out from the kitchen; seeing him enter the foyer, she greeted: "Wash your hands and eat immediately."

"Why is the meal so early today?" Li Xuewu changed into slippers, walked into the living room, smelled the scent, and said with a smile: "Did you make egg sauce?"

"Banggeng said he wanted to eat small vegetables."

Yu Li explained hurriedly and went back to her work; Li Xuewu glanced at the kitchen, took off his shirt, and walked into the bathroom to wash his hands.

The three people who were nominally unrelated were gathered under one roof, as familiar as a family.

When the meal was served on the table, the sunlight outside the window only had the last trace of red glow left, fiery red.

"I wanted to go to the pier to get two fish, but I was lazy when I came out, so I didn't go." Yu Li wiped her hands, sat down, and explained: "Tomorrow Banggeng will go to the pier and bring back two carp."

"Get some shrimp too." Banggeng nodded, looking like a greedy cat: "I want to eat fried shrimp."

The reason why aquatic products in this era were unpopular was that cooking fish couldn't be without oil.

People who often cook know that whether the fish is wild or farmed, it inevitably has a bit of earthy smell, but oil is really not good to eat.

Even lard is fine, but the little fat in the fish meat really can't support the fire in the pan.

So families who often eat fish or like to eat fish are either really rich and don't lack oil, or they are really poor and can only rely on fish meat to fill their stomachs.

"Have you been to the pier recently?"

Li Xuewu looked at Yu Li and asked: "How is the situation? River transport has resumed, right."

"It resumed long ago." Yu Li ate the dipped vegetables and explained: "Before it was fully thawed, there were iron-hulled boats breaking the ice; the ice surface was thin and broke with a smash."

"Mainly meat products and non-staple foods."

She lifted her chin and signaled to the plate of stir-fried meat with potato shreds on the table: "The sales are very fast."

"No one is giving you trouble, right?"

Li Xuewu asked casually, thinking of the person Yu Li mentioned last time.

"The matter is resolved; Third Uncle went."

Yu Li thought for a while, raised her head, looked at him, and asked: "Do you really want Yu Zhe to try?"

"Forget it, how long has it been." Li Xuewu remembered Yu Zhe when she mentioned him, and was about to ask her, "Why did you let him come back just after getting married?"

At the end of April, Li Xuewu gave Yu Zhe a vacation to go home and get married; he didn't go on May 1st, but let Zhang Enyuan, who returned to Beijing with him, represent him in giving the gift money.

Yu Li was the older sister, so naturally she returned to Beijing with Yu Zhe, and only returned after finishing the work.

According to the marriage leave, Yu Zhe should have come back to work, but Li Xuewu gave him a few more days, counting as shift leave; after all, it was too far from home, so he had to have family visit leave.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he got off the plane, he saw Yu Zhe picking him up; he had been busy these few days and didn't have time to deal with him; today he finally had time, so he asked Yu Li.

"He said he couldn't affect work."

Yu Li sighed and said: "Forget it, I don't want to manage him anymore; he's a married man."

"Did he bring his wife over?" Li Xuewu glanced at her and asked: "Doesn't she need her work in the township?"

"That's what I said." Yu Li raised her head and explained helplessly: "How can you leave your wife at home after getting married."

"My dad beat him with a fire poker, he's as stubborn as a donkey."

"Then transfer him back."

Li Xuewu thought for a while and said: "Ask him about his wishes tomorrow; does he want to continue driving or change to another unit to work."

"Your side..." Yu Li hesitated and said: "If it's inconvenient, waiting is fine too."

"What's inconvenient about it." Li Xuewu laughed: "Is there no driver in the factory?"

"That's fine." Yu Li breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Living apart right after getting married, I'm afraid that..."

"Thinking like that is correct." Li Xuewu nodded and said: "Give me an answer tomorrow."

"Hmm." Yu Li looked at him; the emotion in her heart wasn't convenient to say right now, it was all in her eyes.

Banggeng had no awareness of being in the way, his little mouth kept clicking, his little aunt's cooking was too delicious.

Li Xuewu saw Yu Li's thoughts; this sentence had probably been held in her heart for a long time; maybe she had been thinking about telling him before he even returned.

When they set the date in March, he promised Yu Li that as long as Yu Zhe got married, he would transfer him back.

But when Yu Zhe caused trouble initially, if Li Xuewu hadn't brought him to Liaodong, who knew what kind of scene it would have caused.

Calling it driving for Li Xuewu was just taking care of Yu Zhe for her sake.

Regardless of whether Li Xuewu needed it or not, as long as she hadn't opened her mouth, she couldn't take the initiative to mention this matter.

Fortunately, he still remembered, and also understood her difficulties; the family was calling and writing letters, and after a long time, she felt embarrassed too.

There was only this one younger brother in the family; her father rarely asked her to handle anything, and had urged her several times; if she couldn't arrange it well, she would feel embarrassed too.

After dinner, Banggeng still went into the study to work; he rarely mentioned his partner's affairs.

Li Xuewu was still worried that he was young and ignorant, and didn't know how to restrain himself, and was preparing to find an opportunity to remind him; now it seemed he was indeed a reckless youth with a simple mind.

"Qinglan's dad bought this watermelon."

Yu Li brought the cut watermelon up and explained: "I said I didn't want it, but she insisted on giving it to me; try it and see if it's sweet; if it's good, I'll buy some tomorrow too."

"Is this considered an early melon?" Li Xuewu looked at the red watermelon on the plate and put down the newspaper in his hand: "It looks delicious."

"They said it's a local melon, grown in a greenhouse."

Yu Li explained, went to the study to send a plate to Banggeng, and after returning, continued: "I asked, she said she bought it twice, and it was quite delicious."

"Hmm, it's quite sweet." Li Xuewu tasted it; it was full of water, but the sweetness was very average.

Of course, in this era, a watermelon with this level of sweetness was considered good; the kind of sweetness that reached 13 or 14 in later generations was something you couldn't even dream of now.

"I even wanted to grow some myself, but I was afraid I wouldn't grow them well; I heard they need artificial pollination."

Yu Li sat beside him, picked up a piece of watermelon, took a bite, and said while eating: "I'll see who I can learn from tomorrow, and we'll grow a few in the courtyard too."

"Grow muskmelons, they are easier to take care of than watermelons." Li Xuewu spat out the watermelon seeds and said: "There are many birds here, and they specifically pick watermelons to eat."

"You know more than I do—" Yu Li looked at him with a smile, but there was some doubt in her eyes.

In her heart, Li Xuewu wasn't someone who cared about crops or could work in the fields.

He should be the kind of cultured, high-level intellectual who does big things and makes major decisions.

Of course, she understood Li Xuewu's character very well; if you insisted on calling him an intellectual, that was just respect for his diploma; after all, he was a university graduate.

Judging from his personality and the things he did, he was just a living bandit.

"Haven't eaten pork but haven't seen a pig run?"

Li Xuewu saw through her thoughts at a glance and laughed: "Grandma used to live in the countryside, and I often went there during winter and summer vacations, so I've worked in the fields too."

"You've worked in the fields? I don't believe it."

Yu Li shook her head and said with a smile: "I didn't even work in the fields at home, and you?"

"Eat quickly, and go upstairs after eating." Li Xuewu didn't explain, but raised his eyebrows and said: "I'll show you how I plow the fields later."

"Get lost—" Yu Li glanced at the study direction, her face blushing like the watermelon in her hand.

Even with rich experience, she couldn't handle such blatant talk; what do you mean by plowing the fields—

"Hello, Secretary-General, my name is Zhang Mingyuan, and I work in our group's Technology Development Department."

The young man was dressed very appropriately, and his self-introduction was also very confident; it was evident that he had received higher education and his family environment must be very good.

Li Xuewu looked him over; he had already remembered who he was; he hadn't met him, but had heard the name.

"Sit, don't be polite." He pointed to the chair opposite his desk and said: "How many people came this time?"

"Thank you, leader." After Zhang Mingyuan sat down steadily, he opened his notebook and reported: "The seventh batch of technical personnel arrived in Steel City with 49 people..."

Starting in March, enterprises that signed technical transfer cooperation with East Germany successively sent technical support personnel to the Red Star Group, some by plane, some by cargo ship, in batches.

As of today, this was already the seventh batch of technical personnel who had started work after completing landing training; Li Xuewu had always been very concerned about this work.

The group equipped each batch of technical personnel with a special manager, mostly from the technical department.

Zhang Mingyuan was the special manager for the seventh batch; after the personnel arrived in Steel City, they came to report according to the procedure.

Li Xuewu was listening while looking at the documents in his hand, and didn't delay asking questions.

After a while, he signed his opinion and name on the document, raised his head, and asked: "The accommodation and living of the technical personnel have all been arranged, right?"

"Yes, Secretary-General, this work is handed over and responsible by the corresponding production units."

Zhang Mingyuan had a scholarly air, and his speech was also refined; it sounded a bit soft, but he answered very carefully.

He was also observing Li Xuewu; this was the first time he had reported work to a group leader at such close range; he was indescribably nervous, and also felt a sense of desolation.

Even if one is a proud son of heaven, it's all just a reflection in the mirror in front of absolute power.

"Although the Industrial Leading Group established a working group to connect with each production unit, responsible for everything related to technical support, that's not enough."

Li Xuewu tapped on the desk with his finger and said: "The reason for providing the special manager position in the technical department is to discover problems, report problems, and handle problems in the first instance."

"You should know the importance of these technical support personnel to the group's next technical transformation and development without me emphasizing it."

He paused, and seeing the other party nod, he continued: "You are the most frontline workers; you must arrange work time and life entertainment, and also do a good job in learning guarantee and problem coordination."

"I have also told the special managers of the previous batches; if you complete the task satisfactorily, I will record your merit; if problems arise, I will punish you first."

"Understood, Secretary-General."

Zhang Mingyuan nodded, listened to his words very seriously, and even took notes.

Seeing his good work attitude, Li Xuewu felt relieved, and said in a slightly softer tone: "During the technical support personnel's work in the factory, contradictions and disputes will inevitably arise, especially between them and us."

"You should have held a meeting to study when you came, knowing that each production unit will arrange technical workers to follow them to learn; this is the easiest place for problems to arise."

He tapped on the desk again with his finger and reminded him: "Language, culture, customs, and other aspects all have differences; you must handle disputes with an attitude of mutual understanding and not intensify contradictions."

"There's one more." Before Zhang Mingyuan could respond, he raised his eyebrows and said: "You are a young person, you should know that young people are impulsive; you must pay attention to matters between men and women."

"There are many ways to acquire technology, but it definitely doesn't include this one; do you know that?"

"I understand what you mean." Zhang Mingyuan nodded and said: "During the technical support work, I will eat and live with them, work and live together, and will not relax my vigilance."

"Hmm, I can understand your hardship." Li Xuewu looked at him and nodded slowly: "But after this hardship, the group's technical foundation will be thoroughly consolidated."

He stood up, took the initiative to reach out and shake hands with the other party, and said in a broad tone: "If you have any problems with work, you can come to me."

"Thank you, leader." Zhang Mingyuan stood straight and answered seriously: "Guarantee to complete the task."

Zhang Enyuan had been waiting for him for a long time; as soon as he finished reporting, he sent him out.

Li Xuewu watched his figure disappear at the door, and then returned to his seat.

It wasn't because he knew the other party that he was special to his attitude; he had seen every special manager.

In high-risk work positions, these people had to withstand tests, and temptations.

Li Xuewu wasn't sure if there were special roles among the technical personnel who came to support; after all, the North Mao had absolute say in East Germany.

To introduce technology, one must also guard against infiltration.

Some technical personnel were to stay in the mainland for a long time; with long-term contact with special managers, emotional exchanges were inevitable, and after becoming friends, problems could arise.

This wasn't worrying about nothing, but experience.

Li Xuewu held a certain vigilance toward these technical support personnel; long before they came, he had already notified the Security Department to prepare.

These special managers were both service personnel and supervisory personnel, counting as the first firewall.

And in the production units, the Security Department also deployed other firewalls; once signs appeared, they could immediately respond and react.

Li Xuewu didn't hope for anyone to destroy the Red Star Group's hard-won technical introduction opportunity, and even less allowed certain organizations to destroy the cooperation opportunity between the two sides.

This successful technical introduction would inevitably serve as a reference, both facilitating foreign enterprises to seriously consider cooperation with the Red Star Group, and providing ideas and experience for the group to continue introducing advanced foreign technology.

So one must guard against it; guard against problems among technical personnel, and also guard against internal personnel looking for problems.

Li Xuewu's words to Zhang Mingyuan couldn't be more straightforward; it wasn't necessarily the technical support personnel looking for trouble, it was very likely that internal group staff, under the instructions of certain people, made wrong decisions and behaviors.

Small contradictions didn't count for much; if they really evolved into casualties, no one could bear this responsibility.

Especially in Liaodong, Li Xuewu would never allow such things to happen.

The teams following the technical support personnel to learn were all inspected and screened, and clear notices were given to each production unit, prohibiting irrelevant personnel from contacting these technical support personnel, especially female comrades.

There were already enough things in Liaodong industry; he didn't want to find trouble for himself, nor did he want others to find trouble for him, so he had to let his subordinates be troubled.

On May 14th, Li Xuewu once again took the Red Star No. 1 official plane back to Beijing.

According to the notice from the General Manager's Office, he would attend the group's economic work meeting tomorrow morning.

Because the landing time was already 5:30 PM, he had already talked to Li Huai De on the phone before departing, so the report was moved to after tomorrow's meeting.

The car came out of the airport and headed straight for Haiyuncang No. 1 Courtyard; if there was still time, he could even go pick up his daughter from school.

"President Gao made an appointment to see you tomorrow afternoon."

Zhang Enyuan sat sideways in the passenger seat and reported: "She also asked if you have time in the evening."

"Evening?" Li Xuewu raised his eyebrows and said: "Director Li made an appointment to play mahjong in the evening."

He looked at Zhang Enyuan and said: "Ask President Gao, if there's nothing else tomorrow evening, let's do it together."

"Okay." Zhang Enyuan made a record, while continuing to report his itinerary for the few days he was back in Beijing.

Generally speaking, except for being able to go home and rest on time today, there were social engagements until the day he left.

Actually, there were some today too, but he pushed them all away; he promised Gu Ning to go to the Summer Palace, and didn't know if he could make it on Sunday.

If he could really leave on Monday, then whoever wanted to see him on Sunday, he wouldn't see them.

"Daddy—" Li Shu was extremely excited; she never expected that it would be Daddy coming to pick her up from school.

"Hehe, is the schoolbag heavy?"

Li Xuewu had the look of a daughter-slave, reaching out to help his daughter carry the schoolbag.

Li Shu shook her shoulders, dodged him, and explained: "The teacher said, do your own things yourself, don't trouble others."

Just like other children of this age, Li Shu also had the catchphrase "The teacher said."

Everything was based on what the teacher said; what the teacher didn't say was based on her own standards.

"Walking home." Li Xuewu reminded her: "Aren't you tired from such a long way."

"It's okay, I can do it." Li Shu was only happy now, jumping and hopping beside Daddy, the smile on her face never stopping.

"Daddy, when did you come back?"

"Daddy, did you come back by plane?"

"Daddy, our teacher is so good—"

She seemed to have endless words; being with Daddy, there were always endless topics to talk about.

Li Xuewu listened very patiently, listening to her chatter, and didn't feel annoyed at all.

Father and daughter walked on the sidewalk, Li Shu ran in front, the schoolbag hitting her butt with a pattering sound, just like him when he was in kindergarten.

Looking at his daughter's appearance, he could remember his own childhood; the memories of that time were blurry.

But he still remembered the schoolbag his mother sewed, and even remembered clearly what color it was, right in his brain.

"Daddy, when are you going back?"

Li Shu talked for a while; although every question could get Daddy's answer, she still wanted to know how many days Daddy could stay at home.

Actually, since she started kindergarten, the intersection of time between her and Daddy had been very little.

One reason was that Daddy worked in another place, and the time he returned home was limited.

The second reason was that she went to school during the day, Daddy went to work, and they didn't necessarily talk when they returned home.

Daddy always had things to be busy with.

At home, there were several situations where she couldn't disturb Daddy and Mommy, for example, when Daddy and Mommy were reading books or working in the study.

Mommy liked reading books, Daddy liked writing characters.

The study didn't refuse her and her younger brother from playing, but they couldn't make noise; it had been like that since she was small.

"Not sure which day I'm going back yet."

Li Xuewu's eyes were full of his daughter; as soon as she finished asking, he replied: "Maybe next Monday."

"Mommy said we're going to the park." Li Shu looked at him expectantly and asked: "Are you going too, Daddy?"

"That's for sure." Li Xuewu said affirmatively: "As long as it's set to leave on Monday, then the whole family will go to the park on Sunday."

"So good—" Li Shu giggled, her little legs jumping even more happily.

The sunset stretched the two figures, one big and one small, on the clean street, which was a memory in childhood.

Even until they got home, Li Shu didn't use Daddy's help to carry the schoolbag; she had forgotten the tiredness.

"Why are you making a scene like a mud monkey?"

Er Ya looked at Li Shu's dirty little face and asked with a laugh and a cry: "Did you roll in school?"

"Wrestling, I was wrestling with the boys in our class." Li Shu said proudly: "None of them can wrestle me."

"Still a big girl—"

Er Ya pointed at her nose and teased her: "You've become a little cat now."

"Am I not a mud monkey?" Li Shu laughed, threw off her schoolbag, rushed into the bathroom, climbed onto the stool, looked in the mirror, and looked at herself in the mirror; she laughed so happily.

It wasn't like what Second Aunt said, being a mud monkey or a little cat, she was just a bit dirty.

"Daddy—" Li Ning looked at the sudden liveliness at home, and for a moment didn't know who to chase.

Sister went to the bathroom, Daddy went to the living room, Little Aunt went to the kitchen; he looked blankly, and ran toward Daddy who was opening the box with his little legs.

"Daddy, I missed you so much—"